As I go to office doing the peak traffic hours of morning, I am stuck in the traffic on Old Airport Road. Lovely it is to be under the canopy of trees that is a brilliant green arch all the way ahead. A lovely cool weather with a mild sun streaming through the leaves makes it a bliss. Oh some idiots honk so that the sound waves may move the car ahead. But I am…
namma Bengaluru is a blessed place where the physical and virtual meet. When physical cars & people are stuck in a traffic jam the mobile signal is also stuck. A city of realisation. #sillyconCity (165)
The brightly painted pink nails glistened in the sun as she applied lipstick, and smoothened her hair. She then took out the mobile from her purse leisurely to make a call. Lovely sight in namma Bengaluru traffic jam. #sillyconCity(166) Well if I was the fairer sex, I would have noticed handsome hulks stretching, maybe 🙂
As I cycled, a helmet less scooterist waded in and I shouted, alerting a posse of policeman ahead. The scooterist saw the policeman and slinked behind a vehicle to don his helmet. The policeman briskly walked forward to catch the fellow hiding behind the car. Enjoy the sillyconCity traffic scenes always streaming on a road near you. #sillyconCity (#160)
Driving home from work is akin to experiencing life. The hard labour of push to get past the first signal, then a happy jostle like a kid with a bit of rough and tumble over the flyover. Then like a teenager, I squeeze thro’ a narrow stretch with many vehicles attempting to go forward in the moving jam, before I hit the wide roads, speedy and breezy like mid 30s. A botched up traffic signal…
I was so shackled by the freedom on our namma Bengaluru roads on Aug 15. Jeez, my vehicle kept on moving and I could see the entire road all the way. Holiday in sillyconCity. #sillyconCity (#155)
The gentleman in the cement truck slowed and stopped in the middle of road, took out his mobile phone and called the customer for directions. Another gentleman sped away on his bike at the red stop light only to stop and pay his obeisance to the statue of God on the roadside. They were very mindful of the traffic jam they caused, well they just observed without any reaction. Amazing people on the roads…
A massive jam is on the main with frenetic honking. The two people walking on the service road greet each other “Yen Saar, Aarama”. (“All well Sir?”) This is what I love about our namma city. The beautiful greeting in sillycon city. #sillyconCity (#119)
namma Bengaluru is a fantastic place for endurance training. The traffic ensures long times to be logged, the bone-ratting surface strengthens joints, jams help you generate high power, crossing the road makes you agile, honks zone you and gets you into the empty zone, high pollution ensures you are training with low oxygen(kinda like high altitude training), the continuous dodging of anyone coming opposite you ensures making navigation skill a habit. Training the sillycon way….
Do you know it why it rains selectively in namma Bengaluru? Like, it is raining here, but a few hundred meters ahead, it is perfectly dry. it Because even rains get stuck in traffic jam. The speciality of sillycon city. #sillyconCity (#113)